A time to refrain from embracing

This Labor Day Weekend found me face-to-face with the very sweet and cool-on-her-own-terms younger sister of my previously mentioned defunct BFF. (I know that technically it is incorrect to say that my non-friend is defunct, that I should be saying that the relationship is defunct, that my non-friend is not a website founded in 1999 and since abandoned, or a punk band that split when Doogie got clean. My choice of words is a little psychological dig at my non-friend, because I'm actually still pretty fucking hurt over all this.) Anyhow, cool younger sister volunteered information and expressed the idea that it's "too bad" that we haven't talked for a while. (Two years, one month, and about 3 days at that point, if you're counting.) Yeah. I guess that's what it is.